(#1 halfblood 14-08-2018) (#1 Darkpercy 18-10-2018) (#1 pjofandom 29-12-2019) No matter who you are, what you are, if you've done a crime, you must be punished. And that's something that Zeus takes seriously. Wondering who committed the crime? Percy, Percy Jackson. He says that he didn't do it but the evidence against him proves different. When it's time for him to be punished, he runs away, hoping to never be caught, forgotten. But not when he is wanted, wanted dead or alive. Want to know who committed the crime? Read to find out. Copyrighted. All right reserved.

No Mist- Hecate has fallen, Gaia used the last of her powers to destroy the mist and the gods retook the earth. The demigods can survive monsters, wars and evil gods but can they survive school. Am currently editing so sorry if you get notified.

I think you understand. P.S. They are not in order.

Was it worth it? After the Doors of Death are closed, Percy is forced to consider the choices he has made. For the past six years, the only thing he has known is battling monsters, but now that everything is over, he discovers that peace can be even more traumatic than war. The scars that have been carved onto him both mentally and physically are just beginning to fade, and Percy finds himself longing for something more. Then Percy encounters Nick Fury, who has an interesting and enticing proposition for him. Join the Avengers, and regain his past life of adrenaline filled battles and danger around every corner. Will Percy join? Hell yeah! The only question is; Will he ever find peace?

"Percy?" Annabeth said, looking at him in concern, "Are you okay?" "Yeah," he breathed, "I just-" Percy's sentence cut off as he felt all the blood drain from his face. He felt his stomach lurch menacingly, and he shrugged off Annabeth's hands from his shoulders and flashed out of the room in an instant, leaving them there wide eyed. Within a single second, Percy went from the living room to the bathroom, where he proceeded to empty his contracting stomach. "Percy?!" he heard Frank and Jason call from the living room, and he heard footsteps thumping. It didn't take them long to find him. He hadn't even had time to close the bathroom door. Within a minute, the two of them were standing in the doorway, looking at him in confusion as he violently emptied his stomach into the toilet. "What the...?" Jason said as he looked at Percy.

It's so cold...I feel like I'm freezing up. Literally. I felt like everything inside was beginning to change...who I was, what I was, and just me. I opened my icy blue eyes. Everyone I knew, Annabeth, The Seven, the Gods, everyone except my mother, Paul, and Grover, betrayed me or wanted me dead. I'm a demigod on the run. And I'm losing myself to a part of me that I never knew existed. The morning dew on the leaves around me froze to crystallized droplets as I walked by. Just as I was admiring the beauty of it all, a shout came from behind me and I turned. A hunter was pointing my way and more people came. Twenty more hunters, and roughly forty demigods. I turned away from them and ran while taking out my sword. Riptide. It wasn't what it used to be. Before it had a blue green colored trident etched into a glowing bronze metal and a golden hilt. Now? The bronze glowed silver because of a thin layer of deadly ice. The trident became an icy blue, just as my eyes had changed and the hilt was now black and silver. Why? I'm changing. The world destroyed me. So I'm changing. To someone I'm not. I can't stop it. I can keep running before I freeze over entirely. Then I'll be unstoppable. = = = so im writing a second draft and i realized i screwed up the whole plot in this story because it wasnt meant to be cliche but it turned out to be so this is gonna be the first version and the second version im writing at an incredibly slow rate so yeah this version is not the best to say it nicely [lowercase and terrible grammar intended because I'm lazy]

Percy Jackson was tossed out of Camp Half-Blood after being cheated on, and betrayed by all. No one believed he was innocent. Not a single being. No one. Not even his father. Sally and Paul were dead, supposedly murdered by him. So the gods voted to kill him. And of course no one objected. He was unwanted. 100 years later, everyone had been made immortal. The Seven, all the campers from the giant war, everyone. The second you walk into Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, you become immortal if you are a demigod, or someone with a sworn alliance to Olympus. Everyone still hates the innocent hero. Another century later, the Hunt has been attacked. They barely survive, with their numbers decreased to a third of before, and all of the survivors, including the goddess herself, hospitalized in Apollo's palace. The council decides the Hunt needs a guardian. As they try to determine who to pick, an unexpected visitor chooses for them. Chaos. She chooses someone very special, but someone whose identity is a secret to everyone but him. A hero with a heart of gold, a hero with a heart of steel, a hero more powerful and loyal than anyone else. A hero from the dead. That hero is Percy Jackson.

When his mother died, Leo Valdez went from foster home to foster home but what if he stayed in one? What if he got snatched away and memories wiped by Hera when it was time for the prophecy of the seven? His adoptive family thought he was dead for two years. Read further to see what happens when he gets a prophecy to go look for them. But there's more to that prophecy. A war may be brewing in the demigod world... all rights go to Rick Riordan except for characters made by me!! Arts creds go to viria

!!DISCONTINUED!! "Like a date?" Percy asked, taking another sip from his water. Percy's lips looked so wet. Loki yearned for his lips to slightly drag across his- "What? No! No, no, no, noo!" Peter quickly yelled, blushing more intensely "Sure why not," Percy muttered. "I am coming." No way would Loki leave Percy with Peter. ~ What happens when Peter Parker finds sixteen year old Percy in a puddle of his own blood? What if Loki and Percy met? A spark of new found love appears, however it isn't simple. Love never is. Percy faces challenges when living with the Avengers. Including a teenager and a Norse god. Loki would do anything to take Percy for himself. Even if it means murdering a mortal. Percy is his. Only his. What will happen? It is indeed a messy love triangle. But who will Percy choose? The Norse god of mischief, or a teenager that is an Avenger?